Gratitude, In Itself, Is Heaven.

God And His Priest And King,...make Up A Heaven Of Our Misery.

Think Not Thou Canst Sigh A Sigh And Thy Maker Is Not By; Think Not Thou Canst Weep A Tear And Thy Maker Is Not Near.

It Is Easier To Forgive An Enemy Than To Forgive A Friend.

In Your Own Bosom You Bear Your Heaven And Earth, And All You Behold, Though It Appears Without, It Is Within, In Your Imagination, Of Which This World Of Mortality Is But A Shadow.

My Mother Groaned, My Father Wept, Into The Dangerous World I Leapt.